This was the mantra of my childhood, although the question could also encompass a shilling for the gas/electric, a couple of ciggies, a spoonful of coffee, or a pound “until Friday”.
We lived hand to mouth when I was a child, but there were a few neighbours who could usually be relied upon to help out until pay day. Later, as a completely broke single mum, I never asked anyone for help (although it was given unasked for by my local church) and we simply went without at times.
With people struggling so much nowadays, I wonder if there will be a resurgence of neighbours and friends helping out - I know many families already do - or whether foodbanks have taken the place of the kind neighbour?
Good Morning Tuesday 23rd April St Georges Day